Posts made in September, 2012

Garden tour

Garden tour

Since I’ve spent a good part of the week talking about my garden, I might as well give you a tour. I’ve always been hesitant to show pics of my garden, because as a recovering perfectionist, all I can see are the flaws. But you know, I’ve got a pretty great garden, and I need to learn to accept that things will never be perfect. My garden is messy, full of weeds, and a work in...

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Garden Mysteries

Garden Mysteries

Back in April, I posted about a mysterious plant in my garden. It took over a year, but I finally learned the identity of the mysterious plant. It’s a hollyhock!! Pin It I’ve loved hollyhocks ever since I was a little girl and my bff gave me some seeds from hers. But I never had the right place to plant them, so I’ve only dreamed of having them. I’m so excited...

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The imperfect gardener

The imperfect gardener

Every year, I grow a garden. Most of the time, it’s a mess of weeds and strange plants, and most of my grand plans never quite pan out. I will admit that my thumb is a sort of brownish black and I can’t take much credit for my garden’s success. But every once and a while, I come up with something that makes me exceedingly proud of myself. Last night I was making stock from our...

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ACFW Healing

ACFW Healing

My friend Gina has the tradition of giving a word to describe ACFW, and hers this year was connection. Which I loved, because I think it definitely played in to a lot of things I experienced. But I think, for me, the word wasn’t connection, but healing. When I attended ACFW for the first time in 2007, it was at the urging of some good friends. I went, and in some ways, had a good time, but...

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How do we give our kids value?

How do we give our kids value?

Pin ItThe princess and I had a weird conversation the other day. She was convinced that some day, when she grew up, I was going to forget about her. “I will never forget about you,” I told her with confidence. “Yes you will. You’re going to see me on the street someday and you won’t know who I am.” Nothing I said would convince her otherwise. I...

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